#awesome bundle deal!!!

[crystalis]

im sorry for being annoying about pokemon larely

#imm so fixated but i hate pokemon so fucking much so its weird #or well not pokemon i guess but gamefreak & greedy old people #i saw that pokemon home is subscription based and it costs. 16 dollars a year. to use. and transfer your pokemon #which is such a fucking joke its unreal #pkmn bank was 5 dollars a year on 3ds and that was stupid as fuck too #also saw on eshop that you can buy scarlet & violet as a 'bundle' for 120.99 #literally jst full price of the games added together +1 cent #awesome bundle deal!!! #i feel bad for clueless parents that buy their kids both games not realizing they just bought the same thing twice #i think that pokemon should not be legally allowed to market 2 games at once for having version exclusives simply bc they know theres #suckers that will buy both even though its the same game #different thing but that new fire emblem game coming out made me really mad too #why does it have DLC before the game is even out???? thats not how dlc is supposedto work >_<

[neil-gaiman]

hi dad,

ok i know ur not -really- my dad lmao just let me cope. i lost mine, so you're stuck with that title now. anyway. i just felt like telling you how great things seem to be going for me rn (fuck i hope i don't curse it). i've been a fan for a long ass time, but i got into the GO fandom only last year, and in just a few months i feel like i've gotten so much better, both mental health wise and creatively. i'm a neat little bundle of depression, anxiety, autiADHD, BPD, and cPTSD. isn't that lovely haha. but hey, i'm also a writer. a poet. an artist. and a helluva burned out musician. BUT. ever since i've been hanging out here, i've been writing SO much more, i've been doing fanfics, and so many cool poems, and improving my writing skills so much. i started drawing again after like 2 years of not touching a goddamn pencil, and i just bought some paint and a canvas bc i wanna get back into painting again like i used to when i was younger. and also through reading other GO fics, i've felt inspired to play piano again, which was a great deal to me a few years back. and it's awesome to feel that spark again.

Good Omens has meant a lot to me since i first read it around 2015. but now more than ever because there's a whole community i can share stuff about it with and it feels great. i recently lost a close group of friends, one of my best friends to suicide, and well. my irl dad. and i've been feeling hella lonely for a long time. but i feel like i've been gaining that sense of community again through good omens. and i can't tell you enough how much it means to me. so, idk. i guess i wanted to say thanks for that. and also for being so supportive of trans/queer people. it means the world to me. so. thanks dad. ily

I'm just glad I'm helping.

[amandashepard]

post date: December 26, 2023

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[borathae]

“You and Yoongi haven’t taken that certain next step in your relationship yet. But when a sudden sexy scene on screen suprises you, said step seems way easier to take than imagined."

Pairing: Yoongi x f.Reader

Genre: established relationship!AU, Smut, domestic Fluff

Warnings: this is pure lovemaking, subby!Yoongi, gentle dom!Reader, praises, good boy kink, a sex scene in a movie, he gets hard because of it, she rubs him over his sweats :'), he is so cuddly and cute, he sits on her lap :(, thigh riding & dry humping, breast worshipping, body worshipping for both, the best kisses, nipple sucking & play, he has sensitive nipples, oral (f.receiving), fingering, multiple orgasms (f.receiving), protected sex, penetrative sex, missionary position with lots of hugs, he also cries cause it feels so good, i wanna scream this is so soft

Wordcount: 10.4k

a/n: This is the softest lil feel good smut I ever wrote 😔 (but it's also really hot wtf, I'm dying here 🥴) I just want them to be happy for eternity 😔 I also think that I made my heart literally burst for good boy!Yoongi, holy moly I didn't know I needed Yoongi with a good boy kink in my life, but I do. Him sitting on her lap does things to me, I wanna treat him so right

You have Yoongi over tonight. He came for warm milk, cookies and a movie after his heaters once again acted up. Not that his acting up heaters are the only reason he came over. He missed you a great deal and really wanted to see you. You instantly said yes because you missed him too and five minutes later, he was by your door with Holly in his arms.

You built a blanket fort in the sunroom and on top of your most comfortable pillows and blankets, you enjoy your delicacies, bundled up and cozy and with a silly romance movie on. 

It has been snowing the entire day. The world is covered in a thick white blanket by now. Inside the cold can’t reach you however, you made sure with big fuzzy socks for the both of you and your trusty old space heaters.

One of which, Levi claimed as his own, now slumbering right in front of it with his nose covered by his paws and his back getting warmed up by the heater. 

He hasn’t bothered to move ever since the neighbour came over. Quite frankly, he is rather annoyed by his frequent visits and the obsessive kissing the two of you like to engage in, in his presence. So he tries not to move too much and sleep until the neighbour is leaving again. 

Not that Yoongi is planning to do so any time soon. As a matter of fact, he is planning on staying overnight.

He reaches into the bowl of popcorn, fetching nothing.

"Oh no, empty", he says. 

"Really? Oh dear. Don’t worry, I have more", you assure him, taking the bowl only to get stopped by Yoongi.

"Don't worry, I got it", he says, pecking your cheek before getting on all fours and crawling out of the blanket fort.

Holly, who had slumbered on a pillow before, lifts his head and jumps to his little feet to waddle after his daddy. He loves the frequent visits to your cottage. It smells so good here and he has a new friend to play with all the time. Holly loves playing with Levi, even if his friend sometimes acts annoyed by their playtime. He also loves tonight. He hopes that his daddy will never ever leave again. Oh dear! He is already so far away. Holly starts running, bumping his head with Yoongi’s leg once caught up.

"Careful Holly", Yoongi tells him, looking down at him.

Holly retorts the look with all the love he can offer. He has the best dad ever! Tonight is awesome!

"Can you get some cookies too?" you call out from the fort.

"Sure", Yoongi says, disappearing inside afterwards with Holly by his side.

He returns soon after, carrying the fruits of his successful hunt in your kitchen. You press play on the movie, accepting the plate of cookies and making space for Holly jumping back in.

"You didn’t have to pause for me", Yoongi tells you.

"Of course I did, you'd have missed so much", you say, welcoming him back under the blanket.

"So warm. I was freezing my butt off outside", he says, snuggling into you. His head is resting on your shoulder, his arm is snug around your waist and one of his legs is lodged right between your thighs. The bowl of popcorn he placed a little further down on your lap. And Holly is slumbering on his pillow again, resting his little chin on his little paws.

"It's not that cold", you tease him, rubbing his arm to get him warm again. 

"Yeah it is, you gotta warm me up."

"Aww poor baby", you coo, hugging him closer all while rubbing his back quickly, "there we go, get warm again."

Yoongi hums contently, focusing his eyes back on the movie while his lips curl into a tiny smile. So nice. He couldn’t ask for a better way too get warmed up.

Soon you can hear the faint sound of him eating popcorn and chuckling at funny parts of the movie and calmness returns.

You and Yoongi spend a lot of time together these days. Even more time than you did back in summer. And you love every single second of it. 

Yoongi is the best time spending partner you could ever ask for. And gosh, he is so sweet and funny and always knows the best stories and his kisses are the best and he smells so nice, his cooking is heavenly too and to top it all off, he likes being the little spoon. Yes, you were aware that you were thoroughly and crazily whipped for him, but can one really blame you if someone as sweet as Yoongi is your boyfriend? Surely one can forgive the quick swooning. 

The point however was, that you and Yoongi are spending a lot of time together and you realised that next to all the little quirks you love to swoon over, Yoongi truly was such an enrichment in your life. You may have sounded like a hormonal teenager at first, but Yoongi is so sweet and he makes you laugh like nobody else does. And even mundane things like cooking or going grocery shopping feel exciting with him. 

You are currently in the phase of your relationship where you get to know each other's cuddling habits. As mentioned before, Yoongi loves being the little spoon. Which was perfect, because you love being the big spoon. Yoongi also loves resting his head on your shoulder or your chest. Which was perfect because you love playing with his hair and feeling the weight of his head rise and sink in sync with your breathing.

Hand holding? Was a shared favourite of both of you.

Napping whilst cuddling? Yoongi showed you the joy of it.

Watching a movie whilst cuddling? You introduced Yoongi to it. 

Making out because of cuddling? Yes. A simple and confident Yes.

So in conclusion, you and him spend a lot of time glued together. A lot of time.

And while that may make one think that you also spend a lot of time glued together without your clothes on, that is not entirely true. 

It has been a while since you got together and while you still had a few hot nights after your reunion, you didn’t really spend a lot of time having sex. 

Especially the traditional type of sex. The type where he sticks his thingy inside of you. That kind.

You didn’t have that yet. 

There was no particular reason for it, the time just didn’t feel right yet.

Which was quite ironic, because on the few occasions where you did end up tangled and horny, you were always this close to getting there. 

One time, you were stopped by Holly barking for his dinner. 

Another time, Yoongi’s one and only condom ripped right as he slipped it on and you had to stop. 

Then it didn't and he was already on top of you, when Levi had the brilliant idea to jump on his back and scratch him (that night wasn’t fun because Yoongi hurt a lot. Levi had to sleep on the couch as punishment). 

And another time you really, really wanted it, only to start your period right when Yoongi wanted to go down on you (you almost broke up with him in embarrassment, but he managed to calm down your hormonal butt with some hugs).

So yes, the stars were not in your favour as far as taking that next step was concerned. 

It wasn’t a big problem, because you didn’t need sex to be happy with Yoongi. Most often than not, simply spending time together was enough fulfillment. 

And in return, Yoongi didn’t make it seem as if he had a problem with it either. 

But you can’t deny that you didn’t begin fantasising about him obsessively. You find yourself masturbating a lot more than you did before you met him. You have two reasons for that. First of all, the memories he gave you. You love thinking back to the steamy times you shared and getting off to them. And second of all, the images of what could be. Bringing Yoongi to orgasm a lot of times has given you memories and those memories like to sneak into your fantasies until they drive you to the point of a soaking wet orgasm around your favourite toy. 

And maybe you shouldn’t keep all those soaking wet orgasms between you, your mind and your favourite toy, but instead experience them with your extremely hot boyfriend. 

It happens then that the two main characters of the movie fall into a passionate kiss. 

"Finally", Yoongi murmurs, "it's what they deserve."

"Mhm", you agree, concentrating on the way they hug. So close and so ready to devour each other. 

You sneak a glance at Yoongi. He is watching with great interest, not noticing your yearning gaze. 

You look back at the screen. The characters have managed to get shirtless by now, pressing each other against the next best wall. 

Yoongi eats popcorn. You look at him again. He is so sexy. Has he always been that sexy? Wow, look at him eating popcorn so sexily. Would it be weird if you reached down there and traced his lips? Or feed him some popcorn before sticking your finger down his throat?

"Damn", he says, averting your attention back to the movie. 

Flustered by your own dirty thoughts, you look back at the screen. Dear heavens, thankfully reading minds isn’t a real thing.

The guy just this moment is ripping through the woman's panties before falling to his knees. No explicit details are shown, just him grabbing her hips and pulling her on his face. The next scene is of her taking a shuddering breath and throwing her head back. 

Yoongi clears his throat, shimmying his hips into another position. Like this his leg isn’t between your thighs anymore and his crotch isn’t pressed into your side. 

It makes you prickle in excitement. Is there a reason for why he moved away?

The scene continues. The characters have reached the bedroom. The woman, now lying on her back, has her legs over the guy's shoulders as he eats her out. No details, just enough to really get the imagination going.

Yoongi coughs, shifting again. You sneak a glance at him. His cheeks are beet red, the colour is spreading over his nose as well. Further down his body. Goddamn, the best parts are hidden behind the blanket. You can’t even check if he is as affected as you feel, because you are. Oh, you are so affected. The scene may not be graphic, but watching it with Yoongi does things to you. Like make you imagine how it would feel to have him on his knees like that.

The scene changes. The man gets pushed into the mattress while the woman climbs between his legs and lowers herself to his best parts. Next the man gasps before his head rolls back and he reaches down to where you assume the woman is giving him head.

"They went all out, didn’t they?" Yoongi says and laughs nervously. 

"Yeah right? They really wanted each other I guess."

"Yeah totally, I get that."

"Same, yeah."

You and him exchange a hasty look. Did he mean it how you meant it? Is he relating to the characters just as you do? Too shy to further probe, you look away and pretend that you weren’t relating. Yoongi does the same, hoping that you can’t hear his racing pulse.

The scene has changed tremendously. Now a big detailed shot of the guy's butt is on screen. It flexes and relaxes with him moving his hips into her. 

"That's a good butt", you say.

"Yeah uhm, true", Yoongi mumbles, tugging at the collar of his shirt. 

The scene continues. More steamy sex on screen and shimmying from Yoongi. The way that man fucks her. So desperate. You are so horny because of it. Which is quite unusual because you never get horny because of movie sex and yet tonight it leaves you soaking your panties. Yoongi is squirming so much and all you can do is imagine how he would act in such a scene with you.

"Jesus christ, how long is that scene?" Yoongi says, gulping secretly. 

"It's really long. They really went all out in the details." 

Just right now it zooms in on the woman scratching her nails down his back. You feel your own fingers scratch down your boyfriend's back. 

He squirms at that, sneaking a devastated look up at you. One you manage to catch because you were in the midst of sneaking a needy look down at him as well. 

He looks away quickly, burning up even more. You can’t stop staring. He is so hot. Dear, he drives you crazy. 

You run your fingers along his spine, watching with a tingling stomach as he very visibly presses his thighs together under the blanket. 

So you bury your hand in his hair, playing with the strands at the nape of his neck. 

A dent appears right on top of his crotch.  One of his hands, most definitely cupping his dick. You wonder if that means that he is trying not to get hard or stop himself from being hard. 

The scene stops. The pillowtalk of the characters is like background noise in your ears. 

"That scene was so long, right?" Yoongi says, getting no answer from you. 

He lifts his gaze with a racing heart, meeting your half-lidded eyes. 

"Right?" he asks quietly, feeling dizzy in nervousness.

You run your fingertips over his scalp, forcing his thighs to rub together while his hand presses down hard.

"Want me to replace that hand of yours? Mhm?" you ask him.

Yoongi widens his eyes to the point you fear that they might accidentally fall out. 

"I, I. Don’t. I. S-sorry what..what?" he stutters.

"The hand you’re keeping between your legs. Want me to replace it?" 

You can watch how he pulls it away.

"With, with w-what?" 

"My own obviously."

"But the movie, don’t you, you wanna watch?" 

"Do you?" 

Yoongi gulps. 

He reaches for your hand and tugs it on top of his crotch. The feeling sends excitement through you. He's sporting a semi, one you know became bigger after the bold stunt you just pulled. 

He sighs shakily, parting his lips. 

"You're already hard", you say, rubbing your palm up and down his clothed length.

He flutters his lashes before lowering his gaze. With a shy little whimper, he snuggles into you, hiding his face in the side of your arm and grasping it with his fingers. 

"You're so cute", you whisper, making him twist your sleeve and keen quietly. 

Adorable. You place your fingers around his tip, massaging it gently and with enough pressure that he has to make a sound again. 

"Does that feel nice?" you ask him.

"Yeah, feels nice", he breathes, letting out a shuddering sigh afterwards, "don’t stop please."

You weren’t planning on stopping. Touching Yoongi is too much fun to stop. He is so much fun to touch because he gets hard so easily. Just as right now, he is already significantly harder than when you started. 

You abandon his tip to rub your entire palm up and down his length. You give his balls a little massage each time you reach them for some extra loving. One Yoongi accepts happily with a squeeze of his thighs and a shy moan into your chest. 

He is nuzzling so much, bordering nudging almost. His nose is poking your sideboob constantly, his lips press into your soft flesh, searching for you. 

"Yoongi look at me", you order lovingly and with a soft sigh, your boyfriend lifts his head. 

His eyes are half-lidded, spilling over in both love and arousal. 

"Do you want to suck my nipples?" you ask him, feeling how this makes his dick twitch.

"Yeah", he croaks, licking his lips. 

"And do you want to kiss my lips?" you probe, feeling him twitch once again.

"Yeah…" he breathes, rubbing his thighs together.

"Pick one and you can do it."

Yoongi whines, giving you a pout.

"Go ahead. Be a good boy and pick one", you encourage him, basking in the needy roll his hips do.

Good boy. You realised that those two words carry magic with them. Yoongi didn’t have to tell you that they get him, because he did a terrible job at hiding how turned on he gets by it, but he still told you. With blushing cheeks and a semi hard cock in his sweats. That was the night the condom ripped. Truly, it was tragic. 

"Be my good boy, Yoongi", you whisper.

Yoongi mewls, using his abs to chase you with parted lips and his eyes glued to your mouth. You let him chase you, making it oh so hard for him by increasing the pressure of your touches.

But Yoongi is stubborn and needy and he really wants to kiss you. And because he wants it so, so bad, he becomes creative. He sits up and climbs on your lap, plopping down on you with a huff of air. 

"That is-" you get interrupted by him hooking his arms behind your head and claiming your lips in a kiss. 

It was a chaste kiss. One meant to test the waters. Yoongi pulls back, giving you the biggest puppy eyes ever. 

"That's so hot", you whisper, running your hands down his sides. 

Yoongi squirms under your touch, feeling shivers run down his spine. His breathing hitches in his throat when you reach the especially sensitive part of his waist. You grab it, knead it and pull him closer. Not close enough so that his dick would press into your tummy, but close enough that his breath hitches yet again. 

"Does that mean you made your decision?" you ask him, sending shivers down his spine with your amazing touch.

"Kiss me, I wanna kiss you", Yoongi answers you, yearning oh so much that it hurts.

You just have to tilt your head and Yoongi understands. You fall into a deep kiss, one which is clearly controlled by how horny you both are. He hooks his fingers behind your neck, while you grip his hips tightly.

A moan rolls over his tongue and tickles your lips. You answer him just as needily, pulling him closer until he is flush against you. Like this his hard dick is finally pressing into your tummy and Yoongi is so needy that he begins grinding into you the moment he feels that warm pressure on his length. 

The kiss breaks just enough that he can press out a curse, then you have him already pulled back. Yoongi mewls and keens, cupping your face with his hands. Big and warm and oh so gentle. His thumbs caress your cheekbones, doing it with so much passion that you are aware of how horny he actually is, even if he is holding you with such gentleness. 

You are horny too. So, so much that you have to rub your thighs together for some sort of friction. It’s not enough but it stills some of the ache. Not much, because rubbing your thighs together means that Yoongi gets the perfect stimulation on his balls and that makes him sound even sweeter. 

So you grab his butt. Which is the most counterproductive thing to do in this situation. His butt feels so nice to hold, round and plumb and so perfectly sexy. 

Yoongi presses himself closer, moaning into the kiss. He becomes restless in his movements, grinding his length against you to the point that he is soaking right through his briefs and sweats. 

It turns you on so much. This is the first time Yoongi is on your lap (at least that you can remember) and the experience is awesome. He is just perfectly heavy and his thighs are so soft where they touch you. It is also very nice to have him move on top of you. He is smooth yet horny in his movements. His butt is tensing sometimes, his balls feel so warm and plumb on your thigh while his dick feels so hard and hot against your tummy. The sensations are new, but so addicting. 

You break the kiss, panting heavily. Yoongi does too, squeezing your cheeks in a desperate attempt to get you back on his lips.

"This is so hot", you whisper shakily.

"Yeah", he agrees, chasing you cutely. 

You don’t let him win, but still make him grind against you to really rile him up.

"You look so pretty on my lap", you praise, watching how this makes his cheek turn pink, "you're my pretty kitten", you add just for the fun of it. 

Yoongi flusters terribly, having to hide his face in the crook of your neck. The sound he makes is just slightly pitched and oh so cute. 

He ruts against you, tickling your neck with his moans and open-mouthed kisses. His butt sticks out in the new position and you use it to really keep him close, guiding his movements with a strong and confident grip. 

Yoongi gladly lets you guide him, as a matter of fact, he needs it. He needs you pinning him against you and keeping him close and oh so sensitive from so much friction. He needs your fingers digging into his buttocks and he hopes that you manage to bruise him. He needs the guidance because it makes him feel so dizzy and dumb in pleasure. 

"That feels so nice", you sigh, enjoying his neck kisses with closed eyes. Yoongi is doing such a good job. His lips are so soft and so eager to explore every inch of your neck. His tongue is shy, yet also so hungry, tickling you each time he dares to lick your skin. 

It also feels amazing to have his quickly moving chest press against you. It squishes your boobs and leaves you with a warm, fuzzy feeling everywhere. 

It also makes you incredibly desperate to feel his naked chest press into your naked boobs like that. 

"Wanna be shirtless", you say.

Yoongi lifts his head even if it is difficult because he loves being nestled into you so much. 

"Me too", he says, stopping his grinds for the sake of taking his shirt off. Even if this is the worst thing to do. He doesn’t want to stop, he wants to keep riding your thigh.

He begins tugging his shirt up, only to be stopped by you taking over for him. You hook your fingers in the hem of his shirt and pull it up his torso.

"Oh?" Yoongi flusters, "okay", he says, lifting his arms for you. 

You tug the shirt off his head and over his arms, ruffling up his blonde hair in the process. He looks shy, but leans into your touch when you go to fix his messy hair. 

He giggles, touching your shoulders.

"You're so pretty", you say, caressing his cheek.

His eyes flit down, he squirms. Praises fluster him so much.

"C-can I undress you too?" he asks shyly.

"Yes, do it", you allow him, lifting your arms. 

Yoongi works carefully. He makes sure that your nose doesn’t accidentally get caught and he is even careful not to mess up too much of your hair. 

He throws the shirt to the side and touches your shoulders, trailing them up and down slowly. He takes a look at you, squirming on your lap.

"You're so pretty", he says, flustering you.

"Thank you", you whisper, "can you touch me?"

He nods his head, dancing his hands from your shoulders down to your chest. You arch into his touch, feeling charged in anticipation. 

It is a tender touch. Yoongi cups your boobs before he runs his thumbs right over the sensitive skin. 

"So pretty", he whispers.

"Don't stop", you sigh, feeling tingles run down your spine until it turns into warmth between your legs. 

"Can I use my mouth?" he makes sure to which you allow him with a nod of your head and an arch of your back. 

He starts off slowly, placing the first kiss of many on top of your shoulder. He kisses your neck too and down your collarbone. He worships your chest all the way down to the swell of your breasts. Every kiss makes you sigh, every touch makes you shiver. 

Yoongi places the first kiss on your breasts right next to your left nipple. You harden in an instant, aching for him to place the next kiss right on top. 

But he doesn’t. He trails his kisses across your chest, massaging your softness at the same time. Another kiss right next to your right nipple. Once again it pebbles, sending a shiver down to your warm core.

Then he lifts his head, just enough that he can gaze at you. 

"My beautiful", he breathes, giving you a shy smile.

Your heart flutters, your stomach tingles. Yoongi keeps looking at you as he finally places his kiss on top of your nipple. First a kiss, then his lips wrap around it and he sucks softly. 

"Oh", you let out, struggling to keep up the eye contact, "feels….good…" 

Yoongi agrees in a hum, releasing your nipple in a soft slurp. 

"Feels so nice", he says, "I love your boobs. They’re so pretty", he whispers, looking at you with so much adoration that you feel warm all over. 

He trails his kisses to your other nipple and with soft, loving lips he gives it the same treatment as the other one. 

Your eyelids flutter, you find it so difficult to breathe. His mouth is so warm and wet and his tongue is so soft. You have never felt that sensitive on your nipple, you swear that for a moment you wanted to scream. 

Not that you do, instead you take a bundle of his platinum blonde hair and twist it. 

"It's seriously so good", you croak.

Yoongi slips off, "yeah? Is good?"

"So good, don’t stop", you sigh and sigh again when he sucks on your tender breast. He takes your other nipple between his lips afterwards all whilst squeezing your breasts together and using his fingers for a tingling massage.

He stops for just a moment to rest his cheek on your soft breasts. He nuzzles, making a cute sound as he does. 

“You’re so cute”, you say, having to giggle. 

“You have the softest boobies, mhhm”, he says and hums as he rubs his cheek against you like a cuddly cat, “so soft and warm.”

“God Yoongi, you cutie.”

Yoongi lifts his head, pressing himself flush against you. Like this you can finally feel his naked chest against your naked breasts. He hooks his arms behind your head and smiles. You retort it, dancing your hands up his sensitive sides. 

“Oh”, he lets out, gaze becoming droopy. He squirms then shudders. A shy giggle follows, “you make me shiver, feels so nice”, he confesses.

“Yeah? Is good?” you ask him, tugging him from your body just enough that you can place kisses on his neck. 

Yoongi tilts his head to the side, letting out the loudest sigh ever. His eyes are shut closed, his pouty lips are parted in bliss. He feels those kisses everywhere. They feel like tingles on his scalp, electric sparks in his stomach and fire between his legs. 

“Is good…”, he sighs, “ah…”

Down his neck and to his collarbones. They always look so pretty when they poke out from his shirt collar. Perfectly dainty and so pretty. You nibble on them softly then leave a kiss. 

He giggles, writhing on your lap.

“Hehe”, you let out, smiling as you press the next kiss to his chest. And again. Down, down, down his sternum which makes your sweet lover squirm and giggle again. 

His skin tastes so sweet and feels oh so soft under your lips. You want more. Your kisses trail along his left pec, inching closer and closer to his nipple. Yoongi’s breath hitches, his back arches slightly. Away again, teasing him just as he teased you. Over his chest and to his other nipple. Goosebumps cover his skin as you place your kiss right next to it.

“___”, he giggles, covering his chest with his hands balled to fists. He is shy, he can’t help it. 

“It’s okay”, you assure him, wrapping your fingers around his wrists to tug his fists away. You place a kiss next to his nipple again, just a little bit further up. 

Yoongi giggles and tries to cover himself again. It feels so, so good that he can barely even handle it. His squirming soon comes to a stop when you tug his arms behind his back and hold them there with one hand wrapped around his wrists. Like this, his back is arched slightly and his chest sticks out so perfectly. 

You lift your gaze, catching Yoongi gulping with his eyes widened. 

“Be my good boy and keep those arms behind your back”, you order lovingly.

Yoongi gulps again, squeezing his thighs around your own in a needy squirm. 

 “Can you do that? Can you be my good boy and keep those arms away so I can play with your nipples?” 

Yoongi lowers his gaze shyly, blushing most ardently. He nods his head. 

“Yes?” you make sure. 

“Yes”, he whispers, writhing on your lap. 

“And why is that?” 

“Because I’m your good boy”, he can barely even get the words out, lowering his head in shyness. 

“Exactly, my good boy”, you praise, rewarding him with a kiss to his neck. 

“Ah”, Yoongi lets out in surprise. His first reaction was to reach to his front and hold you, but then remembered that he was supposed to be good. He intertwines his fingers with each other, giving his hands a little squeeze. He needs to keep his arms behind his back. That’s what you want from him. 

His obedience gets rewarded by you with the most amazing kisses down his chest and back to his left nipple. You tickle it out of hiding with your fingertips and when Yoongi feels like moaning from how sensitive he feels, you press a kiss on it. 

Yoongi moans, squeezing his thighs together. You suck on his nipple and Yoongi has to squeeze his hands again. He makes a desperate sound, so desperate in fact that you lift your head in worry. 

“What’s wrong?” you ask him, studying his heated face. 

Yoongi looks at you with glassy eyes.

“My, my nipples are really sensitive”, he confesses, lowering his gaze, “it feels like a lot.”

“You have sensitive nipples?” you ask him, placing your hands on his ribs right under his pecs. 

“Yeah, really sensitive”, he says quietly, nodding his head. 

“That’s so sexy”, you say, touching his pecs. Your thumbs rest just under his nipples. One little movement and they would touch him, “do you like attention to them? Or is it really too much?” 

“I like it”, he says and writhes as you move your thumbs. In the wrong direction. It was on purpose and meant to tease him, “but it overwhelms me easily, because it’s so intense.”

“Poor cutie, it overwhelms you?” you ask, placing your thumbs on his nipples. 

“Ah”, Yoongi lets out, arching his back while his brows shoot up in surprise. He tenses his arms to keep them behind his back. 

The movements begin. Soft circles with a faint pressure. You focus it right on the tips of his sensitive nipples and Yoongi swears his veins feel as if electricity is running through them. 

“If I do this long enough, will it feel so, so sensitive?” you ask him tauntingly, watching in delight how his brows knit together and he squeezes his eyes shut. 

“Yeah”, he squeaks out, squeezing his thighs together again. The dent in his sweats is so big, he leaves such a wet spot on the fabric, his nipples are seriously so swollen. He is so handsome like this. 

Yoongi gasps then moans, tensing his arms even more. 

“Please”, he begs, fleeing in a squirm until your thumbs slip from his nipples.

You giggle, pulling him back with a firm grip on his waist. 

“Stay put, honeybun”, you order, “don’t flee from it.”

“I’m too sensitive”, he whines, widening his eyes when despite his complaints you wrap your soft lips around his right nipple.

He exhales audibly, dropping his head. 

"Please", he begs only to get his left nipple sucked on while you flick your fingers over his right one. The touch makes his toes curl and for his body to tense unbearably, "sensitive please."

"Mhm, so sexy", you mumble, kissing your way back to his neck all while your fingers are flicking and rolling his nipples. 

Yoongi reaches for you. He can’t help it. All of this is so overwhelming. He doesn’t know how to handle it.

“Yoongi, your arms”, you warn, lifting your head from his neck. Your fingers you keep on his nipples, rolling gently.

“I’m sorry”, he says, falling into your chest, “sorry, I’m so sensitive, please I need a break”, he confesses and nuzzles his face back into your neck to kiss you. 

This time around the other side and he treats it with so much devotion that you feel like floating. You let your eyes fall closed, melting under his touches. His hips are moving again, grinding his most sensitive parts against your body. His sweet lips feel like magic against your neck, his tender fingers draw little hearts on your back.

“That’s nice, I like this break”, you say, caressing his sides and back.

“Me too, it’s so good”, Yoongi whispers, moaning softly as he places the next kiss on your neck. And the next and next and next until it turns into a constant stream of warmth and his hips begin rutting against you. You can feel just how much harder he became because of the attention you gave his nipples. You really thought that it wasn’t possible, but apparently it was. 

"You're so hard for me, my cutie", you say, kneading his most sensitive part of his waist.

"You make me so hard", he breathes, kissing your jawline with his eager lips.

You feel so cozy. All of this is just so perfect. The sounds of the movie serve as quiet background noises. There is currently a slow love song playing, which fits the mood just perfectly. The blanket fort gives you such a sense of protection. Right now it is just you and him hidden from the rest of the world under a roof of pink and purple blankets and with fairy lights as your own little starry sky. The air is so warm in here, your heated bodies warm it up even more. And the scent of his perfume is tickling your nose, mixing with the sweet smell of honey butter popcorn and cinnamon tea. 

Truly all of this is so cozy. Especially now that you have his naked skin against yours. It is so soft. And warm. And good. This is all so good.

Yoongi lifts his head, “___”, he sighs, rubbing the tip of his nose against your cheek, “I’m so turned on, seriously.”

“Me too, it’s sticking to my thighs.”

“That’s so hot”, Yoongi whines and ruts against you, “ah ___, I want you.”

“I want you too”, you tell him, meaning it like nothing else.

He looks at you with droopy eyes, cupping your cheeks. 

“Do you think that maybe you want to try again?” he asks. 

“I really want to try again.”

He smiles, “lets hope Levi doesn’t scratch me again”, he jokes and laughs. 

You snicker, “we’ll keep him locked out. He lost the right last time.”

“Hopefully he knows. The fort is kinda wacky in its defenses.”

He makes you laugh, “should we go to the bedroom? We’d have more space too.”

Yoongi nods his head, climbing off your lap, “I have to get the condoms either way.”

You and him meet again in the bedroom. For a moment Holly wanted to slip inside too, but then Yoongi told him to go to his spot on the sofa and behave. Which Holly did, very groggily because he wanted to stay with his parents. 

Yoongi closes the door behind him. 

“Lock it too. Levi knows how to open doors.”

“Good thinking”, he says, locking it. 

He turns, studying you. You are sitting on the edge of the bed by now, looking at him with hungry eyes. He hurries to you, sitting down next to you. 

“Look”, he opens his palm, “I got three, just in case. Now nothing can stop us.”

“Yeah, for real. I had my period last weekend, so that won’t stop us either.” 

“That’s good”, Yoongi says, nodding his head. 

“Yeah, yeah”, you agree, sneaking a glance at him. 

You feel it and Yoongi feels it too. Now that some time has passed where you and him weren’t completely entangled, some of that shyness has returned and now it feels just a little bit awkward to sit here shirtless and turned on. 

Yoongi, who feels just a little bit less nervous, speaks up. He turns to you, taking your hand in his. 

“Are you nervous?” he asks you. 

“Just a little”, you confess, “now that we’re really good to go, it feels so real and I feel a little fuzzy.”

“Me too. I’m really nervous too”, he says, caressing your knuckles. 

“Really?”

He nods his head, “this is so special to me and I want this to be perfect.”

“It’s already really perfect”, you assure him, making him smile shyly. 

“That’s really good to know”, he says and chuckles softly, “god ___, my heart’s racing so much. Feel it.”

“Wow, it’s racing so much”, you gasp with your hand on his chest, “feel mine”, you say, placing his hand on your chest just as he did with you. 

“Just as much”, he says and giggles. 

“Yeah”, you giggle, drawing closer to him. 

He draws closer as well, placing his arm around your waist. The touch makes you want to climb on his lap and so you do. Yoongi accepts his sweet fate gladly, caressing your hips with eager hands. 

You lean in, kissing him deeply. Yoongi moans, kissing you back immediately. Now you are back to where you left off. Horny and so needy for the other. No more nervousness, you really want him and Yoongi wants you. You begin groping him, motivating him to do the same to you. 

You bask in his touches with a needy moan, one Yoongi retorts before his tongue darts out and asks for yours. You give it to him gladly, sticking it into his mouth until he sucks on it before swirling his tongue around it. It was a movement of seconds, but leaves you wanting it again. Yoongi knows without words, sucking and playing with your tongue whilst feeding you his own. Tongue kissing like this makes him so goddamn horny. It’s so good, especially when you grind your warm core against his thigh. 

Yoongi breaks the kiss, letting the string of saliva, connecting your tongues, break. You chase him with a needy moan, but Yoongi doesn’t let you win for the sake of asking a very important question. 

“Can I eat you out?” he asks. 

“You want to eat me out?” you gasp. 

“Yeah, I wanna make you feel really good before I fuck you”, he explains, feeling you squeeze your thighs together. 

“That sounds so hot. I want it”, you say. 

“Thank you, god thank you”, he says, kissing you passionately. He lifts you just long enough that he can get up and then place you on the mattress right by the edge. Yoongi has to bend down and prop himself up on his hands to keep kissing you. You hold his face safely, caressing the back of his thighs with your feet.

Yoongi ate you out one time already. It was one of those evenings that started with cuddles, turned into fumbles then ended with you giving each other head. It was also one of those evenings which did not end in you trying to have penetrative sex and it is a very nice memory in your mind. Yoongi is very talented with his mouth. Quite frankly, the first time he went down on you, you almost kicked him in the face because you were so surprised by how nice it felt.

Yoongi breaks the kiss, giving you a sweet smile. 

“Can I undress you?” he asks. 

“Yes, you can”, you allow him, touching his pecs, “I’m so excited.”

His smiles grows, “you are?” 

“Mh-hm, you do that so well.”

He tries not to, but still flusters, “you’re really good too”, he murmurs, hiding his face in your neck before he completely dies in giddiness.

He begins trailing his kisses down your torso, holding your sides in his big hands. Not an inch gets missed out. Your chest gets worshipped, your nipples sucked on until they are swollen. Then your ribs and upper stomach until his lips naturally find their way down to your lower tummy and the hem of your pants. He has gotten you to the point where only squirming really helps to still some of the bubbling heat between your legs. Not that it really helps, only his mouth can bring true relief. 

“I’ll do it now”, he says. 

“Just do it”, you sigh, lifting your butt off the mattress. 

Yoongi works quickly, pulling off your sweats and throwing them on the ground. Your panties he keeps on solely so he can run his fingertips down your terribly sensitive inner thighs. The touch makes you groan in pure desperation. You swear, you never opened your legs further than you do right now. 

“You’re really wet already”, he says, staring at your soaked panties stuck between your puffy lips. He runs his thumbs right next to where you want him most, making your hips roll against nothing. 

“Don’t tease”, you grumble, furrowing your brows.

“I’m not, just taking it slow”, he says, which earns him a dark look from you. He grins, “sorry, I’ll speed up.”

Not that he really speeds up. He takes off your panties unbearably slow. So slow that you decide to help him by tugging your legs out of them the moment it is possible. Then it is back to staring at him with a tingling stomach and way too little sanity left. 

Yoongi balls up the fabric and guides it to his lips. He kisses it as he looks at you, making you gulp because it is so hot to watch. 

“You’re so hot”, you whisper.

Yoongi lowers the panties and places them on top of the mattress. He falls to his knees afterwards, burying his face in the softness of your inner thigh. 

“God”, you groan, dropping your head in the sheets. 

His hand is holding you, his lips are so eager in their kisses. He leaves them all the way down to where your middle meets your thigh, then he changes legs and begins his kisses on your other side. Needy and hungry. The closer he gets to where you want him most, the hotter you feel. 

He places his kiss on the spot where your thigh meets your middle. You reach down and grab a bundle of his hair. 

“Don’t tease”, you warn, giving him a soft tug. 

“Am not”, he defends himself, turning his head to finally place a kiss on top of your core. 

“Yes”, you sigh, letting your legs fall over his shoulders. 

Yoongi accepts them happily, running his hands up and down your heated skin. He darts his tongue out, lapping up your sweetness carefully. 

“That’s nice”, you tell him, wanting to twist his hair but holding back. 

Yoongi shifts his attention from your entrance to your clit. He gives you slow kitten licks, checking your face for confirmation that what he was doing was good. 

What he doesn’t know is that it isn’t just good, it’s incredible. You let your jaw go slack and moan loudly. 

Yoongi closes his eyes, bursting in happiness. He begins putting more pressure in his licks and finally truly does what he is best at. 

The difference makes you arch your back and your toes curl. Warm and wet, his tongue grinds against your clit, twisting your stomach in constant tingles. You tug on his hair, because you can’t help it anymore. 

“It’s really good, ah Yoongi”, you say and retort to moaning. Talking is hard when he turns your entire body into jelly. 

Yoongi moans into your pussy, changing up his licks for sucks. The pressure around your bundle of nerves forces your legs to fall open even when they are around his neck. It forces them to slip off his shoulders, but Yoongi catches them before they can fall, placing them on the mattress instead. 

One second of break so he can kiss each of your inner thighs and then he is already back on your pussy, using the newfound freedom to really bury himself in there. Like this, your legs are so nicely spread and your pussy is so revealed, that he really gets the best spots easily. 

“Don’t you stop”, you croak, opening your legs even more. You don’t care just how needy this makes you look, because quite frankly? Why should you lie? You are needy. Very, very needy and Yoongi deserves to know, because it’s all his fault. If he wouldn’t be so cute and sweet and hot and his mouth wasn’t that good, you wouldn’t be that needy. It’s his fault and he has to know. 

You reach down with your other hand, running both of them through his golden locks. It serves as both praise and your own pleasure. Yoongi has the softest hair and it feels so good when you can play with it as he eats you out. Yoongi loves it too, shivering unbearably whilst wanting to do even better. 

He manages to do so by tickling your entrance with his pointer finger while he flicks his tongue over your clit. The joined sensation sends a shake through your legs, forcing a trembling moan past your lips. 

Yoongi continues the movements until you feel so charged in sensitivity that you can only release said tension by bucking your hips up. It makes it a little easier to bear, but doesn’t help in the long run because Yoongi continues doing his magic until you once again feel so charged that you have to buck your hips up. It is then that you realise that this is your fate right now. He will flick his tongue and finger until you feel like snapping and only fucking the air can bring some sort of relief. 

“You, you seriously gonna make me, me c-cum”, you stutter, flinching and twitching once again, “I’m serious Yoongi, ah god.”

Yoongi moans, peeling his eyes open to gaze. You look so beautiful when you are lost in pleasure. Especially when he is between your legs and he can look up at you. He flicks his tongue, swirls his finger. 

“Yoongi, I’m serious”, you squeak out, rolling your hips up again. 

The time between charging and releasing gets shorter and shorter. He gets you there way too quickly. It’s so unfair because you can barely even breathe. 

“Serious”, you croak, arching your back, “Yoongi, god.”

You warned him and yet he isn’t stopping. He is so mean. You are actually going to cum on his mouth. 

What you still haven’t figured out yet in your sex scrambled brain is that this is exactly what Yoongi wants. He wants you to lose yourself on his tongue. He wants to taste you and feel how you throb and then he wants to kiss your clit until you flinch in overstimulation. He also knows that an orgasm gets you wet. Drenched even. And that is how he wants you to be when he fucks you, because he wants you to feel so good. 

“Okay you, you gotta…stop..or else…it’s too”, you stop talking just to croak out a moan, “late”, you moan, bucking your hips up. 

Yoongi purrs, flicking his tongue over your clit as he drags his finger through your swollen folds. He cups your breast and squeezes your nipple, sending a bolt of pleasure down to your core. 

“Yoongi!” you yelp, twisting his hair as he forces your body to climax, “what the- ah”, you moan, shaking out of control. This is insane. How good can a high feel? Yoongi is crazy for being so good.

Yoongi holds you until your aggressive trembling stops, flicking his tongue the entire time while his finger presses against your entrance so he can feel it pulsate.

One last shake and an arch of your back and you drop, letting your wobbly legs fall open even if that stretches your hip flexors quite a lot. 

“Son of a binky bonky”, you get out, wheezing for air, “what was that?”

Yoongi smiles triumphantly, littering your throbbing clit in kisses. He is seriously so horny that his dick hurts, but he has to stay here until it gets too much for you. This is all he needs right now. To kiss your clit with all his devotion

You hiss, flinching away, “sensitive, wait”, you tell him, giving his hair a firm tug. 

Yoongi abandons your clit to begin kissing his way up your torso again. He stands up gradually as he goes, crawling more and more on the bed until he ends his journey on your neck and he can sit himself down on your lap, which you so happily got ready for him. 

He cups your face, pulling you into a deep kiss. He uses his tongue instantly, feeding you the lingering taste of your sweetness alongside his needy moans.

“Yoongi sweets”, you break the kiss, “give me a moment, I need to breathe.”

Yoongi presses out a curse, burying his face back in your neck, “I want you so goddamn bad”, he confesses, dragging his tongue up to your ear. He takes it between his teeth and whimpers solely to rile you up.

“Mhm sweets, feels good”, you sigh. 

“I’m so hard, it hurts”, he confesses, rolling his hips on your lap. His cock barely grinds against your stomach in the position and it’s driving him insane. 

You run your hands to his butt, dance them over his hips until you reach his front. Yoongi’s breath shudders. 

“Oh god”, he croaks, pressing himself closer, “fuck me please.”

“That’s hot”, you gasp, widening your eyes in surprise. You did not expect him to talk like this, but you aren’t complaining. 

“Please”, he pleads, sounding so uncharacteristically Yoongi as he does. He must be so needy. You seriously have never heard him that desperate before. It makes you want him like never before. 

“Then get naked and take me”, you tell him.

“Thank you”, he moans the words, stumbling off your lap with wobbly knees. 

In the time he takes to get rid of his sweats and briefs, you make yourself comfortable in the middle of your bed, sitting up to watch him. He is struggling a little to roll the condom on because of how excited he is and once he actually got it on, he managed to stroke his cock so sensitive that it is rockhard against his stomach. And we are speaking rockhard. You almost start to worry for him because of just how hard he is.

He climbs on bed and on all fours, he crawls to you. 

“You’re so hard”, you say, wrapping your arms around him. 

“I’m so turned on, seriously I want you so bad”, he says, kissing you desperately. 

It happens naturally that you fall into the pillows and Yoongi follows right along, finding his spot between your legs with his dick resting right on your pussy. He rolls his hips into you, grinding his hard length over your clit. 

The kiss breaks because you both needed to moan. Yoongi rests his forehead against yours, having his eyes squeezed shut.

"That's amazing", you whisper.

"Is good yeah", he agrees, "are you ready?” he asks.

“So ready. I want it like this.”

“Same, I can’t wait”, he says, reaching between your bodies to align himself with you, “really ready?”

“Just-”, you roll your hips up, forcing him to slide in, “-do it.”

“O-oh god”, Yoongi groans, falling to his elbows, “___”, he moans squeakily, dropping his head into the crook of your neck. This is it. The moment he is finally home.

“Yoongi”, you get out, staring at the ceiling with widened eyes. 

So that is how that feels. What in the ever living. This feels incredible. 

“Holy moly”, you whisper, “that’s amazing.”

“It’s incredible. Fuck”, he presses out and shudders, “sorry, I keep cursing.”

“It’s fine”, you assure him, running your hands up his back, “can you move?”

“I’ll try”, he says and begins rocking his hips into you slowly, “my love”, he croaks, trembling, “fuck, that feels good.”

“It feels so good”, you agree, letting your eyes flutter closed.

You are happy that you finally managed to take the next step. Nothing could have really prepared you for just how good it feels. To feel his weight on top of you and heated skin against yours as his length shifts inside of you, feels like magic.

“How are you doing?” Yoongi checks in on you. 

“Good, feels so good. You?” 

“Incredible”, he says and buries himself deeper, “so incredible."

"Oh that’s so deep", you get out before you turn your head to bury your face in his neck, "Yoongi…don't stop."

Yoongi shakes his head to tell you that he won’t, wrapping his arm around you to cradle you close. Like this you are safe between his arm and his neck, drowning in his sweet scent and feeling invincible.

"So nice, oh so nice."

You are also kind of happy that you were stopped during all your other tries. Tonight is so perfect. You felt good and nice during your other tries, but tonight you feel so cozy and fuzzy that your entire body tingles and you swear that you could fly if only you tried.

"I can feel you so well", you sigh.

"Same, you’re so soft and warm", he tells you, having to moan afterwards. He can’t do much more. Not when he is finally inside of you and you feel so goddamn good.

But you are also a little sad that you were stopped all those times before. Oh, all the times you and him could have floated on the pleasure. It makes you want to pull him closer just to make sure that you can make up for all those lost moments.

So you do. You wrap your arms around him and pull him as close as possible. It shifts his length deeper and makes his tip kiss your favourite parts each time he rolls his hips into you.

“Yes please”, he presses out, shivering. 

“Feels good?” you say, hugging him tighter. You even wrap your legs around his thighs, pulling him closer that way. 

“___, my love”, he croaks, letting out a soft sob. 

“Are you crying?” you gasp. 

He shakes his head, but sobs again, “feels so good, I love you so much.”

“Oh”, you whisper, feeling your heart almost burst out of your chest. This is the first time he said the L-word to you. You smile, pressing him closer with a hand on the back of his head. His length feels so much better all of a sudden, leaving behind a warm tingle in your lower stomach and between your legs. 

“I love you too”, you whisper, feeling how this makes him tremble and then for his hips to speed up. 

Bear in mind, they are still incredibly slow and gentle, but there is definitely a sense of desperation in his movements. You feel good all over because of it. He is grinding right against your clit too, which makes you feel even better. 

"I love you, fuck I love you", he chants, showering you in his emotions one roll of his hips at a time, “I love you, this is the best. I love you.”

With a moan of his name, you reach down to hold one side of his waist. The other hand you keep buried in his hair. He stutters in his movements, mewling into your neck. 

“Is it nice for you?”

“Yeah”, he presses out, letting out a little sob afterwards, “so good.”

“For me too, my love”, you whisper, pressing his hips closer for more friction.

Yoongi shudders on top of you, letting out a soft grunt afterwards, “don’t do that please”, he begs with his lips pressed against your temple.

“Why not?” you ask him, making his hips move against you all whilst chasing him. The friction is incredible, oh he feels so good inside of you.

“I’m so close. Don’t wanna cum.”, he confesses.

“Why not, honeybun? Don’t you want to feel good?” you encourage him, rolling your hips up. 

“I do”, he mewls, “please ___, I’m gonna cum.”

You lock your legs around his hips, grinding against him vigorously. He had no mercy for you when you told him that you were close and you are all for returning the favour. He can shake and beg all he wants, he will cum for you. Soon. 

“I can’t hold back anymore, please”, he begs, resorting to twisting the pillow edge. 

“Then don’t hold back”, you rasp, clenching around him. 

Yoongi crumbles instantly. He climaxes as if it was his sole purpose on this earth, holding you so close you wonder if he wanted to melt with you. He tries to moan but ends up gasping for air and then falling silent with his mouth agape against your neck.

Yoongi swears that for a second he feared that he will pass out. It feels so good. He could cry from how good it feels. Maybe he does, that would explain why his cheeks feel so wet once he somehow calms down. 

He trembles in his aftershock, gasping for air whilst trying to swallow at the same time. It results in him making little sounds of “mhm” and “hm”. 

He pulls out way too soon for your liking, dropping on the mattress next to you. Gulping, he is still trying to recover, finding some sort of relief by nuzzling his face into your neck. 

“Touch me Yoongi, I want to cum too”, you try and to your sweet surprise, Yoongi somehow manages to let one of his hands disappear between your legs. He lets two of his fingers slip into you and presses his palm against your clit. You moan, rolling your head to the side so you could face him. 

Yoongi looks completely ruined, but tries to look somehow presentable for you. He forces a smile to his lips even if he is oh so tired. You retort it, shivering under his skilled touches. 

"You're so beautiful", he breathes, curling his fingers against your favourite spot.

“Yoongi”, you whimper.

“Is it nice?” he makes sure, scooting closer so he could rest his forehead against yours.

“Yeah, not long”, you whisper, cupping his cheek, “kiss me, sweets.”

Yoongi kisses you gladly, moaning so sweetly for you. He kisses you until you tense around him and even then he kisses you, deepening the kiss until you can suck on his tongue. You fall over the edge just like this. Tongue kissing him while his fingers curl against your sensitive g-spot. 

You feel like puddy once your high finally stops, dropping into the pillows completely limp and oh so happy. Yoongi pulls out of you, caring not to wipe his fingers before he cradles you in his arms and holds you close. Quite frankly, he doesn’t care about anything for the next ten minutes and neither do you, falling into the nicest post sex nap.

When you finally do find yourselves coming to your senses again, his dick has softened and the condom is barely holding on. Thankfully he is only touching the side of your leg. 

“I should get up and clean up, but I’m so comfy”, Yoongi mumbles with his cheek squished against your shoulder. He drooled a little, but you don’t seem to mind.

“I should get up and pee, but I’m so tired”, you murmur, arm resting around him. You have never felt that content before.

He chuckles tiredly, as do you. 

“Did you just doze off too?” he asks. 

“Yeah, I said bye for a moment”, you say, making him laugh. 

“Same”, he says, pressing a kiss to your shoulder as best as possible, “you just ruined me.”

“Honestly same, that was really good.”

“Yeah, I’m so happy we finally managed to go through with it.”

You snort, “yeah, totally.”

He smiles against your skin, “I’ll try not to cum so soon next time. Sorry, that was a mess, I was just way too excited like an idiot.”

“No, it was amazing. Don’t feel bad, the timing was perfect.”

“Yeah? So you’re not mad that I didn’t make you cum with my dick?”

“Not at all”, you say, flipping to your side to press a kiss to his forehead, “you said the L-word.”

“Too soon?”

“Not really. I feel the same”, you confess and giggle.

Yoongi lifts his head, gazing at you with sparkly eyes. He cups your cheek, smiling softly. 

“You’re beautiful”, he whispers.

With a fluttering heart, you lower your gaze giddily. You most definitely would have ended up kissing him, if your door hadn’t started to produce the loudest noises ever. 

Scratching noises, thumps as if something was jumping against it and a chorus of meows and barks. 

You and Yoongi exchange a look. 

“I guess pillowtalk is over”, you say, chuckling when Levi lets out an especially dramatic meow behind the locked door. 

“Their timing is perfect, isn’t it?” Yoongi lifts his head, staring at the door, “you’re too late little munchkins, we already did it!” he calls out to your pets.

You snicker, “god Yoongi, don’t say that.”​

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[pudding-parade]

So I have a new obsession....

This is Planet Zoo. It's a game I've had my eye on for a few years, mostly because I enjoyed messing around with Zoo Tycoon years ago. The summer sale on Steam has a decent deal on a bundle that includes all but the most recent DLC animal pack, so I decided to buy it.

I'm still figuring out how it works. I built a pathetic little zoo with (so far) two animal habitats in the game's main playing mode where you're cash-limited, etc., but I'm also messing around with the unlimited sandbox mode to figure out how to build more interesting-looking things. This is a random bit of stream that I dug out and am decorating, probably "inspired" by all the kayaking I've been doing lately.

And holy hell do I wish TS3 had build tools like this!! LOL I mean, you can rotate every object on three axes plus raise them above and lower them into the ground and freely place them wherever. And the terrain paints blend seamlessly into the 3D objects such that you can hardly tell what's paint and what's object. If you could recolor objects and shrink/enlarge them, it'd be mind-blowing, but as is it's pretty awesome.

Anyway, I've been messing with this in the time I'm actually in front of a computer, not Sims. :) Sorry, folks. But I'll be back when it's not summer here anymore, and our summer only lasts about 6 weeks, so....

#non sims #planet zoo #gotta do the summer things while I can

[duckprintspress]

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The Light Organ by Flore Picard

About Flore Picard: I’m a linguist and translator who lives in France and I have been itching to write since I learned how to. I started writing (fan)fiction more regularly when I was procrastinating on my PhD dissertation, and I haven’t looked back since. I’m also an artist who loves drawing both fanart and original art, and I have a passion for patterns and systems, for the beauty at the edge of chaos and the complexity of being human. I tend to write about queer and disabled characters finding themselves and each other and learning to take up space in the world.

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Title: The Light Organ

Tags: angst with a happy ending, capitalism is the real villain, coming out, disabled character, emotional hurt/comfort, family, fraught family dynamics, illusion, in the closet, magic use, mechanic, musician, non-binary, parenthood, present tense, science fiction with magic, teenager, third person limited point of view, transphobia (mentions of) (past)

Excerpt:

“No, no, no—the organ, the light ring—it’s all about the imagination, not the mechanics,” Kas exclaims, gesturing widely to encompass the aether pool behind the glass.

“I’m just here for the tubes,” the tech—Gilbert—says flatly.

His face betrays no emotions, not even annoyance. Kas almost wishes he would yell or be rude, if only for the sake of feeling like they’re having an actual conversation, but Gilbert has always been polite. He just never seems to care.

“Fine,” Kas gives up. “We’ve got glitches. They started about a week ago. It could be a leaking tube, I’m not sure.”

“What kind of glitches?”

“It’s as if… as if the story stops responding to me. I know how that sounds, but I swear that’s what happens. It doesn’t last more than a few seconds, but it’s getting worse. Earlier, I powered everything up to tune it and it kept flickering.”

“Flickering,” Gilbert repeats, mumbling into his neatly trimmed beard.

Kas grabs a cane in each hand and makes their way to the organ’s seat. “I can show you.”

You’re Gonna Get Older by Alec J. Marsh

About Alec J. Marsh: Alec lives in the Pacific Northwest, where they write romantic adult fantasy and self-indulgent fanfiction. They make candles inspired by their favorite characters.

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Alec is one of the editors for Aether Beyond the Binary and has also published multiple titles with Duck Prints Press. His novella To Drive the Hundred Miles (modern, f/m, trans male lead) was recently successfully crowdfunded and orders fulfilled. His two erotica stories Heart’s Scaffold (sci-fi, m/m) and Study Hall (modern academia, m/m) are part of the Contributor Short Story Bundle add-on.

Title: You’re Gonna Get Older

Tags: arranged marriage, christian, coming of age, coming out, cults, fraught family dynamics, friends, in the closet, lesbian, midwest, misgendering, non-binary, north dakota, past tense, post-apocalyptic, relationship of convenience, religion, song fic, teenager, third person limited pov, trans man, trans woman, transphobia

Excerpt:

There was a radio in the room, an old two-way they had found on their last visit and hidden in an empty supply closet. It was still there. They slid open the battery pack and snapped in a fresh battery from their aether lantern. Chips of the meteor had been encased in metal tubing to mimic the lithium batteries of the Before, but they were precious and had to be used sparingly. Stardancer knew better than to use precious energy on something this frivolous.

They popped the battery cover in place and pressed the power button. It crackled to life. They cradled it like it was made from glass. The dials made a tak-tak-tak noise as Stardancer scrolled through channels. Music came through softly. It faded in and out, cut through with static, but it was music, and not the kind made on an acoustic guitar. They adjusted the antenna and turned up the volume.

It was like nothing they had heard before, fast paced with a heavy beat. Even over the fuzzy AM connection, it was invigorating. They wanted to dance. They wanted to sing along with words they had never heard before. The singer screamed their triumph, and Stardancer felt invincible.

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[conditionaljewel]

(Headcanons abound)

Thinking about my disabled mini AU again, and I just think it would be really neat if Laudna had a cane made out of wood from the Sun Tree.

Like in my own little headcanon, I imagine that Chetney makes her a cane using some wood he was allowed to (legally?) obtain from the Sun Tree, and he carved and whittled it so that the cane looked like the Sun Tree’s trunk, and the handle were branches, that would also make it so that when she uses her Form of Dread, the cane becomes part of her. He presents it to her after a battle one evening when he notices she’s limping a lot more than normal and thought maybe it’d help. “I didn’t want to impose but, I couldn’t help but notice you were relying on Imogen a lot to help you walk, so I thought maybe…” She takes it and admires it for what it is, and thanks Chetney for it genuinely. She takes to it hesitantly at first, feeling a hesitation about not wanting to be more visibly different but she does not dispose of or hide it from view. She starts to use it here and there but still clings to Imogen quite more often than normal still.

But then after a few weeks she notices she still isn’t walking right and those pains in her leg aren’t going away, so she starts to use it more and more and falls in love with it. She’s comfortable, she’s walking without pain, and Imogen’s noted that she’s bouncing around their cottage with it like it’s a dance partner now, she’s grown to be so comfortable with it. Not long thereafter, she asks Chetney on one of his visits for just one little adjustment. “Sure, is something wrong, did it break? Oh no, is it too short? Too tall?” And she tells him no, it’s perfect, she just would like one minor, cosmetic addition: a “C-Pop Industries” logo on it, so everyone knows who made her beautiful cane. He sheds a tear in joy and happily engraves his insignia on it.

Then I’m imagining Laudna and Imogen walking around Jrusar going shopping for Zhudanna and themselves (bc even though they now live alone, together, independent of Zhudanna, they still help take care of her as a thanks). Just watching Laudna slinging her cane on her forearm as she and Imogen parse through loaves of bread or bundles of herbs and spices, holding onto Imogen loosely as they stumble-step from booth to booth in the crowds making their purchases where it’s too crowded to step comfortably otherwise.

Then suddenly a little child spies Laudna from a little distance away in the market and is caught staring at her: not because she’s a ghostly pale undead lady holding a pretty purple-haired lady’s hand, but because Laudna is walking with a cane and has a limp just like this little child seems to. So instead of her being afraid, the child “runs” up to Laudna very clumsily with her cane and loudly declares “i like your cane,” as she wave hers at Laudna. And then Laudna would be all cute back and wave hers at the child, “i LOVE yours,” and fuss and make a big deal of it and ask the little girl about it like it was the best cane Laudna ever did see, and the little girl getting absolutely elated and overwhelmed by not feeling so out of place “because she’s not old and she walks like me!”

And then I think about Laudna and Imogen hanging out with Ashton, in their little chronicLu disabled club as the three of them do in secret once a month, and Ashton finally realizes after a long while “wait? That’s from the Sun Tree?!” And then Laudna will Form Of Dread as she holds the cane and tower over him, juuuuust so he could be impressed with how ~cool she looks with it. “That’s fuckin’ awesome.” And they’ll spend the next forty five minutes discussing her cane, his use of his hammer as a walking stick, Imogen’s frequent headaches from the constant buzzing and chatter in her head. Ashton’ll mention having seen someone riding around in an wheelchair that was “also an automaton” in Bassuras — could go way faster than any old wheelchair. “I bet if you did it right you could enter one in the Deathwish, now *that* would be interesting.” And they spent the next forty-five minutes and remaining bottle of wine inventing Murderball for Exandria.

Then Fearne comes over for (girl) dinner one evening. Lots of food and drinks and wine and gossip. Fearne being Fearne, and knowing damn well Laudna needs it, she still tries to swipe the cane anyway because her love language had spread to all of Bells Hells now, and she couldn’t not try. That’s part of the fun. And she nearly gets away with it except that, at the end of the night, perhaps a little too drunk off of Whitestone’s very best wine to offer, she attempts to leave their home by casually just strolling out the door with it under her hand as though it were hers and she walked in with it all along, only to play it off to the girls with a laugh and a “damn” under her breath to Mister. They share a laugh at their doorstep with one last hug, and Laudna says to hear “ask Chet, maybe he’ll make you one.”

Orym visits with Dorian, and of the whole group, they’re the ones who just “seem” the most adjusted when it comes to Laudna in general but certainly to both the girls. Dorian sees her cane for the first time and, being unfamiliar with Whitestone and the history, particularly her history there, he just admires it purely from a craftsmanship and design aspect, essentially complimenting Chet. He calls it “quite a beautiful craft of love for a mobility aid.” He particularly loves the detailing in the bark pattern Chetney had painstakingly added. This makes Laudna smile. Orym, knowing it’s and Laudna’s origins, doubles down on that sentiment and shoots the girls that knowing look with a smile. And then conversations move on, dinner continues.

But then there’s Letters. Poor Letters who just wants to help. He tries to convince Laudna, perhaps a little too aggressively, to get new feet and legs with him, “so we can fix ya! we could ask D or Dancer, maybe Imahara Joe?” But the girls sit them down and explain to him that while Dancer and Joe are unique in their crafts and capabilities, and while Dancer seems happy with her prosthetic, Laudna doesn’t see the need for all that. “I’m quite happy as I am, FCG,” and they explain over some tea and copper bits why some people who are disabled don’t necessarily want or need to be fixed, but it’s okay for those out there who do. Laudna then reassures FCG that she is happy, she doesn’t ~need fixing, and that sometimes people with disabilities and disabled people would just rather have the things they need and the world to be more accessible to get by, rather than any attempts as “fixing” something that they don’t see as broken within themselves.,FCG kind of understands and just says “okay… well, I’ll pray for you.”

I don’t know, disabled!Laudna (and Imogen and Ashton) is/are so important to me and ever since I’ve started to recognize my own disabilities and physical and mental limitations, I’ve just been thinking entirely too much about Laudna using a mobility aid (not even just a cane as presented here) and trying to get myself more confidence to use my cane when I need it rather than continue to suffer.

#Laudna #disabled!laudna #disabled au #bells hells disabled au #headcanon #this is mostly about Laudna so I’m not tagging the others #critical role au

[ionlymadethissoicouldleaveanask]

The dawn on Reach was as artificial as the concept of a normal childhood for its Spartan-II candidates. Yet, under this simulated morning light, Fred-104 was proving himself to be as real and gritty as they come. At eight years old, he was a compact bundle of determination, tearing through the obstacle course with the focus of someone who had never known cartoons and cereal Saturdays.

His next challenge? The zipline. A wire stretched between two points, seemingly innocent, but today, it was the stage for an unexpected encounter. Fred grabbed the handle and pushed off, feeling the familiar thrill of the wind against his face, the controlled fear of hurtling through the air. It was going smoothly until it wasn't.

Enter Kelly-087. If speed had a form, it would look like her—another eight-year-old missile with a mane of blue-dyed hair that seemed to mock physics itself. She was fast, faster than anyone had a right to be, and her control of the course up to this point had been impeccable. That is, until she decided that Fred's zipline ride looked too lonely to pass up.

With a whoop that was all enthusiasm and zero caution, Kelly launched herself onto the zipline, colliding with Fred in a spectacular fashion that sent them both careening off course and into the welcoming arms of a mud pit below.

The world turned into a slow-motion ballet of flailing limbs and surprised shouts before they hit the mud with a splat that would've made any cartoon proud.

"I'm so sorry!" Fred exclaimed, momentarily forgetting his Spartan-II stoicism. He scrambled to his feet, mud sliding off him in gloopy rivulets, offering a hand to Kelly. Kelly, for her part, lay in the mud, laughter bubbling out of her like a natural spring. "What for!? That was awesome!" she managed to say between giggles, her grin wide and infectious.

Fred blinked, the situation's absurdity finally hitting him. "You're not mad? I thought... Well, I thought you'd be mad."

"Why would I be mad at a free mud bath? Best part of the day!" Kelly said, accepting his hand and pulling herself up with an ease that spoke of her agility. She was a mess, covered in mud from head to toe, but she seemed to wear it like a badge of honor.

Fred couldn't help the laugh that escaped him, a sound so rare it felt foreign. "We're definitely going to pay for this, you know. Mendez is going to have our heads."

Kelly shrugged, her spirits undampened. "So we'll run extra laps. Big deal. It'll be worth it to see the look on his face when we show up like two swamp monsters."

That image, Mendez's face trying to maintain its usual stern composure at the sight of them, had Fred chuckling. "Alright, you're on. But let's make it fun. First one back to the starting line gets the other's dessert for a week."

"You're on, slowpoke!" Kelly shot back, her competitive fire ignited. They shook hands, sealing the deal in mud and spirit.

Off they sprinted, leaving behind footprints that were more sludge than sole...

Yesssss

This was adorable. Just little dorks playing in mud, going full-gremlin-mode. I loved it!

#halo #fred 104 #kelly 087 #fred 104 x kelly 087 #halo fanfic #others writing

[lizardlicks]

Humans are kind of awesome actually

woke up this morning, bundled the kids into the car with intent to head into town and run errands. Get down our easement and onto the road and the van dies about 10 miles out. Shot alternator.

We live. rural. like on the back side of a wildlife refugee rural. it's 5°f outside, starting to snow pretty hard, we have no power and we're in that dead spot between our cabin and town where there's no phone signal. That's when the first awesome human of the day shows up.

Dude is in the area to pick up his cousin and he asks if we need a jump. explain that won't do much; no alternator, battery isn't going to charge. No problem, he says, he's heading in the same direction anyway. and y'all. he jumped the van, then followed behind us. And kept giving it a jump every time we stalled out. all the way into town.

Second awesome human of the day is our mechanic. I already knew he was awesome, he always gives us a fair deal for labor, tells us where to get the parts for cheap, and warranties his work. but he went above and beyond today. he was wrapping up and ready to close shop by the time we got into signal range and called him. He told us if we can get it there he'd take a look. took almost two hours to find a tow truck because of all the accidents on the road but he stuck around and waited for us.

And then he got her fixed up in less than an hour, and when we asked what the damage was he said, "no charge. get out of here, Merry Christmas".

Humans are full of goodness and kindness. We built our civilizations from it, and I don't for a second believe any different.

[spinningwebsandtales]

Imagine Arguing With Hangman Pt. 2

Jake “Hangman” Seresin X FemReader

Rating: T

Warnings: Name calling, giving birth, mentions of pain

Word Count: 1,176

Part 1: here

Taglist: @chaoticassidy @the-marshals-wife @hotch-meeeeeuppppp​

@mizuki80​ you also commented about wanting a part 2 so here you go! Thank you for commenting and happy reading!

(A/N:) I had several comments of readers wanting a part 2 so here is me making a part 2 of Hangman and reader having their little bundle of joy. I am having a lot of fun writing for Top Gun but I’m going to start mixing in some Stranger Things stuff as well. Cause this girl just finished season 4 yesterday and I need some happy things to deal with all the hurt. So look out for those too (they’ll probably mostly be Eddie cause reasons and also my new favorite character) So until next time happy reading! ~Countess

Hangman was freaking out, after your simple statement the argument, the apologies, everything flew out the window. While you sat still on your childhood bed breathing through another contraction Hangman was flying around your old room trying to find stuff and shove it into a little backpack you had had since 4th grade.

“Hangman,” you said through pain clenched teeth. He didn’t answer still lost in panic. “Hangman!” Still nothing. “JAKE!”

“WHAT?!”

“What are you doing,” you shouted.

“The hospital bag is at the house,” he shouted back. You weren’t yelling at each other in anger, just panic induced yelling that was probably getting the neighbors to call the cops on you two for the disturbance. You eased up standing there, a little wobbly on your feet. Hangman was by your side immediately trying to steady you and make you sit back down.

“Take me to the hospital we don’t need the bag,” you panted. “Mom and Dad can bring it later. You need to get me to the hospital. I can hear the epidural calling my name cause this really freaking HURTS!”

“How are they going to get into our house,” he kept shouting even while standing right by you. You grimaced from the volume of his voice.

“They have a key.”

“Since when?!”

“Since we bought the stupid house,” you snarled finally losing your temper at the pointless interrogation. “Shut up and get me down the stupid stairs you idiot! I got a baby to push out and you want to play twenty questions!!!”

Hangman eased you down the stairs keeping you from falling, which you almost did when another contraction hit you suddenly. Downstairs your parents waited concern etched in their features. You assured them you were fine and that you and Hangman weren’t fighting again. They agreed to go by the house to get your bag and bring it to you at the hospital. Hangman eased you out the front door into the car before driving as legally fast as possible. You sat in the passenger seat trying not to squirm or scream when another wave of pain wracked your body, cause your husband was a nervous wreck already.

“You good,” you asked when the silence became too much between you two. It took your mind off the fear plaguing your mind at the moment.

“Me,” he chuckled nervously. “Peachy. What about you?”

“Oh you know sunshine and rainbows,” you hissed. “Sunshine and rainbows Jake.”

“Are you scared,” he whispered after pausing for a moment.

You looked at him with tears welling in your eyes, “Absolutely terrified.”

He grabbed your hand holding it tightly in encouragement. He regretted telling you that he was more than willing to let you go through this by yourself. Now he could see how stupid that was telling you something like that.

“It’s going to be okay,” he soothed.

You nodded and squeezed in response. “But you know, despite the fear I’m also kinda excited too. I get to bring our baby into the world.”

“That is pretty awesome.”

“It hurts like heck though Hangman.”

“I know,” he cooed. His heart shattered knowing how bad you were hurting. “We’ll be there soon and the doctors will take care of you. And I’m not leaving your side. Not for a second.”

“I love you,” you sobbed in relief.

“I love you too.”

At the hospital Hangman got you inside where nurses quickly wheeled you into a labor room in the hospital. You were dressed in a hospital gown and hooked to an IV. Now that you were here and the nurses tried their best to keep you comfortable, the hardest part was ahead. The wait and the delivery. True to his word Hangman stayed and never left. You held onto his hand when going through contractions, he swore that you were a pilot too by how hard you gripped his hand. You apologized for any broken bones until pain filled cries took your laughter. More pain, more time, and more contractions. 

Time slipped you by and you couldn’t tell how long you had laid on the bed wracked in pain until it was time to push. Hangman’s stomach churned seeing you struggle through doing what the doctor and nurses coached you through. But it was the tears of horrific pain that really got him. He felt a little guilty putting you through this but moments where you could actually catch your breath you told him you were okay and you were more than happy to carry and birth his kid. But you didn’t feel like having a huge family after seeing what all it entailed though. Hangman chuckled in agreement with your statement and then it was time for you to push again.

 It was hours later and you were ready to kick some nurses in the face from the repetitive words before they were replaced by the screaming cries of you and Hangman’s child. You collapsed into the bed all strength that remained leaving you instantly. You dropped Hangman’s hand and he picked it back up before stroking your sweaty forehead.

“Congratulations,” the doctor grinned, “it’s a boy.”

“Hear that,” Hangman asked you shaking in joy and relief.

“Yeah,” you breathe. Exhausted and spent but so happy. “What should we name him?”

“We never decided on a name did we?”

“No we were so indecisive.”

Hangman chuckled, “What were you thinking?”

You seemed to think for a second, “I like the name Bradley.”

“Ha very funny,” he flicked your forehead. “Good to know your sense of humor survived the labor pains.”

“Bradley is a good name!”

“If we name OUR son Bradley I will never hear the end of it from Rooster, babe.”

“That’s the point,” you struggled to set up as the nurses stepped forward to hand you the now clean and swaddled baby. Hangman helped you up and once the baby was in your arms you both broke.

  “He’s so beautiful,” Hangman cried.

“He is,” you agreed wiping tears from your cheeks. “How about Glen? Glen is a good name.”

“I like that name,” Jake agreed.

“Glen Seresin it is,” you proclaimed. The nurses left to give you and Hangman a moment alone with your new addition and to go take care of the birth certificate. After Glen had nursed you handed him to his father to get some much needed attention from his other creator. Hangman gingerly held his son afraid of breaking such a fragile being. He held onto Glen tightly looking at you with so much emotion in his features. You wanted to stay awake and watch the moment forever but exhaustion was finally claiming you as it’s victim and you couldn’t hold your eyes open a moment longer. Hangman could see you struggling to stay awake.

“Sleep babe,” he said getting up to kiss you on the forehead. “You’ve done enough you need to rest now.”

“Mmm’kay,” you mumbled slipping away. Jake chuckled.

“I love you,” he whispered before you fell into deep sleep.

“Love you too,” you replied before succumbing.

#Jake Seresin X Reader #Jake Seresin / Reader #Hangman X Reader #Hangman / Reader #Top Gun #Hangman Imagine #Top Gun Imagine #Imagine #Not My Gif #My Writing

[pysoch]

Good evening losers!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I have more headcanons because I am awesome. As always, spoilers for both comics and videos. This one is gonna be miscellaneous and with all the mercs to pardon the hearts I broke with my last one 🗣️ love you guys!!!1!1 :3

(t/w for the mention of sensitive topics)

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- Sniper has horrid hearing. Constant "huh"s and "what"s from him due to the volume of his gun. For some reason, he's real good at small noises though.

- Scout sleeps with a fan because sometimes his thoughts get loud and white noise drowns it out.

- Engie suffers clinic depression, and since methods back then weren't really humane nevertheless good, he deals with it by doing non-bloodshed ways of s/h. This includes forcing himself to stay awake, sometimes skipping meals, overworking himself, or clenching his teeth really hard.

- Medic has seven different pairs of gloves for different days of the week, and two extra for major holidays! His halloween ones have embroidered blood stains, and little webs on the edges. His Christmas ones have a mitten design on the edges.

- Soldier wears earplugs but forgets to take them out, and henceforth why sometimes he doesn't have a grasp of an inside voice

- Heavy actually can't get pickle jars open. It's not that he lacks strength, but his palms are usually sweaty and he lacks grip. Designated opener is actually Demo.

- Spy always opts to sit in solo chairs no matter what. If there's only couches available, he stands.

- Demo isn't "ace" persay (since that wasn't really seen as anything but a mental disorder back then for some reason), but he feels significantly less sexual attraction than the other mercs. Doesn't keep him from jesting about it, though!

- Medic goes to events like weddings, bachelor parties, birthdays, family gatherings, etc, just for food. He sneaks into each and every one and puts on a fake name and persona. Always turns out the life of the party, and has made quite a few buds from a white lie of being a distant relative.

- Pyro sleeps without his optic mask, but has his upper body bundled in blankets and sheet, so he truly doesn't ever be seen.

- The mercs once played a prank on Heavy and Soldier by telling them they were both meant to be on guard of the base for the night together. They butt heads often, so through the cameras, it was a fun watch.

- Engie keeps Pyro's drawings in his hardhat. Sometimes even looks at em mid battle.

- Pyro drinks only a tiny bit less than demo, but still loves to be drunk. Throws down mad hard with dance moves when he is, too.

- Scout squeezes his bat extremely hard. He had to get a different grip tape on it because he splinters his hands real bad. It's partially because of battle anxiety, and otherwise because he wants to hit real hard.

- Spy has prescription glasses, but doesn't wear them because he thinks they're stupid. Sometimes he'll budge and put them on to read, but only when he's alone.

- Sniper hates the sounds of birds. He always snipes them, much to Medic's dismay. He keeps his doves inside now, because of that.

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(If you didn't know on behalf of the Engie one; these are actual signs of nonblood self harm. If you do these, it's always a good thing to reach out to professionals or family. You're not alone in this battle.) 💙

Hope you guys liked them blee3h

#team fortress 2 #team fortress two #teamfortress #tf2 #tf2 comics #tf2 memes #tf2 headcanons #headcanons

[zukkaart]

10 characters | 10 fandoms | 10 tags

Thank you @fanfic-gremlin-ft-trauma for the tag ily 😭 and I love talking about my faves so here we go 🤸 *long-ish post*

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1. Sokka: A:tLA: Okayyyy so as someone who is Inuk she whole S/NWT meant so much to me as a kid and still means so much to me now but Sokka just hits on a different level because he’s the oldest sibling (as am I) and therefore charged with everyone else’s safety in one way or another. He also is the one who deals the killing blows bc the others can’t or won’t stomach it which I relate to hevily

2. Bolin: LoK: He reminds me of my husband what else can I say? They think he’s a pretty, strong, stupid, earthbender/ which to an extent- he is. But he’s just smart in different ways than others and genuinely has a heart of gold and just wants to give everyone endless love

3. River Song: Doctor who: we have the same hair so immediately yes. She also has one of the best and most heartbreaking arcs in cinema history and I will fight about it. She destroyed the universe to save her husband then said “I don’t do weddings” and honestly…I get it bc same

4. Castiel: Supernatural: MY SON DESERVED BETTER. He lost his home, his family, his faith, everything he had known for THOUSANDS of years because he fell in love with humanity Dean. He constantly tried his best and yes messed up but was always treated so harshly as if he didn’t have to LEARN how to have human morals and the only people he had to base off of was the boys who are in no way a good bar to measure that by

5. Amber: House of Anubis: oooh pretty ditzy blonde girl comic relief character- but she becomes one of the most fully fleshed out deep characters and ends up being the reason they solve most of the riddles and find the artifacts. She loves her shopping and texting but when the heat is up she always rises to the challenge and shows out. Queen of my heart

6. Flame Princess: Adventure Time: raised to be evil but falls in love and has to learn how not to harm people even though it 100% goes against her nature. And even after all that she is still treated like a villain by everyone but Finn basically. I have ASPD and I constantly feel like I also have to be something I’m not in order to not harm the people around me and the ones who let me be me are few and far between. She is me I am her

7. Sherlock: See above lol, he has ASPD (sociopathy) and so do I. Plus I’m studying to be a CSI. Seeing a character with my same illness shown in the real raw form and not like the “yeah they’re a sociopath but their character arc is learning how to be a good person!” Ew. They let him be cruel and clever and just authentically HIM. Of course he’s checked when necessary but ultimately no one ever tells him he needs to be fixed because of it bc they understand that part of him can’t be changed

8. House: kind if similar as above. I don’t super love the drugs but he takes no shit and dicks around because he knows he’s the best there is. Endless pranks, self destructive tendencies, smartest person you’ll ever meet, what more could you ask for? It’s also super awesome to watch a character/show that isn’t so focused on being “politically correct” that it forgets how to make good jokes.

9. Sejanus: The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes (book): People say Katniss is Lucy’s revenge but NO she’s Sejanus’ revenge, and so is Peeta. Sejanus was the one who hated the games, tried to actually help the tributes and districts and stop the games. He wanted revolution way back when Snow was a teenager and didn’t even live to see it. The only difference between him and Everlark is the fact that they had a whole rebellion ready to back them. He should have been alive to take the place of Coin/Snow and I stand by that.

10. J.B. Merlin: Bundle of Joy: this is so crazy niche if anyone knows it DM me immediately I’m begging you. An absolute icon this entire movie. The center of a comedy miscommunication trope. Has no idea what’s going on but refuses to let his son walk out on his baby (that’s not actually his but he thinks it is), immediately assumes the baby was named after him, then delivers the iconic line “I don’t care who the father is! I’M the grandfather” homie wanted a grandkid and didn’t care what he had to do to get one 😂 10/10 wholesome character

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this is Vera! he is inspired by the 'henchman/bodyguard' kind of trope where there's usually the most evil motherfucker out there who has someone (who is often coded as being romantically in love with them) as their underling they are generally shitty towards but they still have seemingly unwavering devotion. I wanted a story where that character is the MC, I also wondered about a story where the big bad dies and what becomes of that underling? they usually die and get bundled in with gay character always dies trope.

This character is inspired a lot from a certain character in Trigun, so if you don't want Trigun Maximum spoilers don't look! CW for mental illness and abuse

Story of this character being made was reading Trigun Maxiumum after watching the botched 90's anime (and then I watched the reboot by Studio Orange which I am very excited to see what they do with it in regards to the trimax content) found myself thinking a lot about Legato Bluesummers. You might even call Vera the Legato at home atp. I mean even the design is highly lifted from legato lmao.

It makes sense why Legato dies, narratively for his character and Vash's as being the first time he decides to kill despite his pacifism. But, as one does when they like a character, I started wondering what if Legato lived? What would that look like? From there I was thinking a lot about why he's Like That(tm), he does fall into the Gay Henchmen stereotype and from there I was thinking about that trope as a whole. @/d-d-disgusting's character Vince (i used to RP with tooth but idk if they're still around or wanna connect but yeah Vince is amazing and so interesting) they have a really interesting take on the "Traits Villain's Cringe Fail sidekick usually are given in media and lets examine that" its awesome) was another big inspiration for this.

Something I find interesting about Legato is that obviously Knives wants to get rid of humans as a whole and that whole thing. Legato is 1000% on board for this, frankly can't remember if this is implied because he is suicidal or that's just what I took away from it but yea. I found that interesting. He's a relatively newer character of mine but I wanted to examine with his story what would happen to make someone feel this way, the lengths they would go to just to please someone who openly has disdain and disgust for them, why they might be ok with that or even agree with that treatment

And then what might happen if that person was taken away and leaving this Henchmen Trope character purposeless. Dealing with the aftermath of it all. Vera has a TBI too frankly becuase i became disabled with my neurological nonsense right around the same time i read all of trimax over one very long shift and so my FND is tied to Trigun for me for whatever reason and even the themes outside of the work do nebulously connect to my disability for me lol

#my ocs #oc stuff #vera

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Skyrim Incorrect Quotes: Laylah Bundle Pack Edition

Some small quotes about my Skyrim OC

Mirabelle: We’ve had multiple complaints and reports about your experiments.

Laylah: Some people are just jealous of my awesomeness and superior magic skills

Mirabelle: You gave multiple slaughter fish legs and the ability to breathe in land and then released them in town.

Laylah: They’re also jealous of my ability to run faster than them.

Skjor: This is Widowmaker, because no man will return from an encounter with it

Aela: This is Sharpshot, as the only thing sharper than the arrows is my aim

Vilkas: This is Blood Drinker, as once it is unsheathed, it can only be returned after tasting the blood of its enemies

Laylah: This is Steve.

Brynjolf: What ya got there lass?

Laylah: Mercer’s diary

Rune: That’s extremely disrespectful of you.

Brynjolf: What’s it say about me?

Nazir: You’ve completed every contract I’ve given you in under a month, how do you do it?

Laylah: Skill, finesse, and the blessings of our Dark Lord.

Babette: Its dumb luck, isn’t it?

Laylah: In every way.

Arngeir: You’ve learned a great deal of the voice already Dragonborn, I believe there is little left for us to teach you.

Laylah: You taught me two words and then sent me to die. There better be little left.

Laylah: How do you sit in this chair? The stones a pain in the ass.

Ulfric: You get used to it.

Galmar: The stone’s cushioned by his massive butt.

Tullius: We need you on our side, the Empire…

Laylah: Your Empire. Not mine. Redguard, remember?

Rikke: You can’t possibly side with Ulfric!

Laylah: Nope, I’m a third party. Welcome the Army of Laylah Rulez!

Tullius & Rikke: …

Meridia: A NEW HAND TOUCHES THE BEACON!

Laylah: Nope.

Meridia: Wait! No! Don’t close the chest! Come back!

Harkon: I can think of only one reward fitting your task.

Laylah: Is it you?

Harkon: My blood!… Wait, what?

Laylah(simping over the vampire DILF): Nothing, continue.

Thanks for reading. Laylah is always the OC I have in mind when I make my Incorrect Quotes, but I always just put Dragonborn so y’all can just put in your instead. I’ll probably make more posts about her now that she’s apart of this account, but I’ll still do my usual Incorrect Quote stuff.

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Short Story Release: “Waiting For the Tide to Turn” by Genevieve Maxwell

Our sole November short story release is the charming Waiting for the Tide to Turn by Genevieve Maxwell! This fluffy f/f friends-to-lovers short story is a great dose of hot, sunny weather as we endure the vagaries of the fall shift toward (depending on where we live) very cold or very hot.

Title: Waiting for the Tide to Turn

Author: Genevieve Maxwell

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Rating: General Audiences

Relationship: f/f, friends to lovers

Tags: beach setting, first kiss, fluff, getting together, mutual pining, past tense, romantic getaway

Length: 11 pages/2,679 words

Teaser:

“That looks so romantic.” Liv smiled. If heart-eyes were possible on a real human being, that’s exactly what Caro’s were doing now. “It does look romantic,” Liv agreed, gesturing at the scene on the television of a couple kissing passionately as the surf swirled around them. “Is it?” “Is it what?” “Romantic?”

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Recommending fanfics (II): One-Shots

Many thanks to the few souls who voted in the poll (I honestly didn't expect anyone to!)! Thanks to you today we can have this second post here. And before I continue, 

I want to remind you that... In general I like to read fanfics x reader (or with the inclusion of reader) because I enjoy imagining that I am inside the story, however, you will see that there are some that I did not take them that way and even so I love them. 

I hope you like it!

                      Part 2: One-shots!

Can't Get No Satisfaction, by MicrowaveRave

                        (Tokyo Revengers) AO3

There's a fair amount of TokRev fanfic that includes "adult drinking games", but if there's one I can recommend for how easy it is to find, this is it. We have the ToMan, now adults, enjoying a rather... hot bar talk. And with them the protagonist, who suddenly admits that she always fakes her orgasms. And while the therapeutic talk with Mitsuya (↕) that ensues is mostly related to sex, it's clear the depth that the text wants to evoke with it. And besides, it has a rather... flirtatious ending, which might make you want to keep reading (even if you don't need it). Or leave you with your mouth open, as someone assured in one of the comments, haha!

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A CHARACTER INCREDIBLY REPRESENTED HERE, because I feel that sometimes, MANY OF YOU IDEALIZE HIM. Mitsuya is enigmatic, and he's not evil, but he's not a piece of cinnamon either... Rarely is the manipulative side of INFJs talked about... xD

pillow talk, by flashily

                        (One Piece) AO3

Crocodile and Doflamingo. Bundled up by the fandom ad nauseam, but what good stories come out as a result! Above all, this one. A one-shot that portrays a personal theory of the author, and that, after reading it, made me wonder for days! It is not a joke! A very interesting proposal that also involves Luffy... and the secret that Ivankov keeps from the lord of the desert.

they call it animal magnetism, by quassia

                       (Danganronpa Series) AO3

Never in my life would I have shipped Gundham and Hajime... But after this fanfic I don't know what to believe anymore, haha. Because this is one of the best narrated stories on an erotic level that I have read. Yes, even outside of fanfics. Because we have a BRUTAL sexual tension, which not only makes both protagonists pull their hair out, but also me as a reader, and the fluidity with which the couple's naturalness is worked on is also awesome. I don't know, quassia is one of the best authors I've come across lately on AO3. So I not only recommend this one-shot, but also "capsule", her anthology of LGBTI + stories from Danganronpa and, in general, the whole damn profile of her. If you want to write erotica (good erotica!), you know who to start learning from, haha.

lovely to be here (with you), by cupofmiko

                     (My hero academia) AO3

OK. This fanfic should be a short story, because it's much longer (but much, much) than a typical one-shot usually is. But since we have it all in one chapter, and it is quite engaging, why not recommend it as such?

In this case, the story deals with a relationship between a superhero (a devoted superhero like Deku) and an ordinary girl from the beginning, to problems, separation and a new beginning. And despite the fact that it may seem basic, in reality his way of dealing with the story seemed to me... Disturbingly realistic. It made me rethink several concepts (because I'm spiteful and proud, more than anything, haha) and what I would do if I faced a similar situation and if the protagonist did well or badly towards the end. An interesting fanfic to discover that, to this day, continues to make me wonder the same things as back then.

PS: Bakugo-Adult is incredibly represented in this work, by the way.

A Night at The Inn, by gatocart

                    (Kimetsu no Yaiba, Demon Slayer) AO3

Adorable story, of a natural sweetness that rots the teeth. But it could not be otherwise with Tanjiro Kamado, in my eyes, one of the best and most genuine protagonists ever created.

No more details are needed, as the title explains everything in itself.

Swapped, by itbeajen

                  (Haikyuu!!) AO3

I don't remember if I have ever said or demonstrated it, but if so, I reiterate: SHIRATORIZAWA is my favorite team in all of Haikyuu!! And I have a good horde of fanfics built around it that I love, but out of the anthologies or the longest fanfics, perhaps the one that I could recommend the most is this one. A small sketch or everyday scene in a study session with the whole team and his manager (here the reader, haha)... Oh well, that's how it would be if Tendou wasn't obsessed with a new video game... And a mysterious and an excellent player who she suspects is her manager...

Slice of life to have a good time.

wild ride, by imaushi_ji

                 (Tokyo Revengers) AO3

And continuing in that vein, why not recommend this one-shot as well? Another daily scene with the Haitani brothers in the middle of a heat wave... And of course, Wakasa always annoying in the background.

Polyamory. Heat. Slice of life and some guaranteed giggles (I laughed a lot, but who knows? Humor is a personal thing). And that's why I recommend it.

And here for today! I hope I have encouraged you to read them, see you! 🤗

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